09 marzo 2009
07 marzo 2009
06 marzo 2009
05 marzo 2009
04 marzo 2009
Disco baby, disco
Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil, crying, "Freedom!"
Handed to obsoletion still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
03 marzo 2009
02 marzo 2009
01 marzo 2009
China
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